Blackmailed and Punished, Part 1

I had no idea why I was being summoned back to the hotel room where I had done a plumbing repair earlier that day. I knocked on the door and an older man–probably in his late 60s, short, but stocky–answered and told me to come in.

“Is there a problem with the plumbing?” I asked right away.
“No,” he answered sharply, “but there is another issue.”
“I don’t understand….” I replied, confused.
“There is a Rolex watch missing from this room and it is in your truck,” he told me.
“I didn’t take anything,” I said, “There’s no watch in my truck.”
“I assure you that the watch is in your truck,” he smirked. “It will certainly appear to your boss and the police that you took it.”
I didn’t know what to say; I just stared at him for a few moments before asking, “Why?”
He was smirking even more now, “Because I wanted a whore for this evening. I saw you coming to the room earlier to fix the shower and decided that you were going to be that whore.”
“N-no,” I stammered. “But, I’m not… I’ve never…”
“Perhaps I’ll just phone the front desk, then.” He sat on the bed and picked up the receiver.
“No, Sir. Please don’t,” I said, quickly. “What do I have to do?”
He smiled and set the phone down, “First of all, strip, Whore. Get naked immediately.”

I just stood there. I didn’t know what to do. He stood up, walked over to me and shoved me against the door and grabbed my throat. “Take off your fucking clothes, Whore. You gonna make me pick up that phone?”

“No, Sir,” I told him as I began to unbutton my shirt.

Once I was completely nude, he ordered me to shower and call to him when I was finished. I did as I was told, and after a few minutes in the shower, I heard him tell me to speed it up. I shut off the water and told him I was finished and looked for a towel.

He walked in and said, “Don’t bother drying off. I’m not going to waste a clean towel on a whore. Put these on.” He handed me a woman’s g string and a pair of handcuffs. As I took them, he told me, “Hands behind your back. When you’ve got these on, come I out and kneel at the foot of the bed.”

I slipped on the panties and knew right away that my package wouldn’t stay in them long and once my wrists were cuffed, I’d be exposed. I put the cuffs on and went to kneel for my soon-to-be rapist.

“Well, doesn’t my Whore look pretty in her red panties,” he mocked. “It’s time that you learned to respect your Master. You are going to be beaten with my belt. Your ass, your chest, and your cock are all going to feel the sting of my strap. Once I’m satisfied that you’ve learned, you shall be rewarded with a chance to please your Master.”

With that, he shoved my face into the carpet and began whipping my bare ass with his belt while he called me a dirty little whore. Before long, I’d collapsed helplessly onto the floor kicking my feet and begging him to stop. He continued to beat me for several more moments, then he stopped and knelt down to straddle me before leaning down to whisper in my ear.

“Learning your place yet, Whore?”
“Yes, Sir,” I answered breathlessly.

He quickly put me in a headlock and pulled me toward him, cruelly bending me backward. “Master,” he said sternly. “I am your Master.”

“Yes, Master. I’m sorry, Master,” I managed to croak out as he released the hold.

He stood and pulled me to my knees and said, “Remember that I told you that was only the first part of your discipline. Now you will kneel up straight and accept lashes to your chest. If you collapse on the floor like you did when I beat your ass, we’re going to start all over and I’ll beat you much harder. Do you understand, Whore?”

Before I could answer, he walked around the front of me and noticed my hard cock poking out the side of my pretty red panties.

“Well, well, well,” he laughed, “It seems that you enjoyed your little spanking well enough. We’ll see how much you enjoy this part. Remember, stay still and take it or things will get much worse.”

I watched as he reared back for the first blow and then struck me across the left side of my chest, hitting the right nipple dead-on. It stung so badly, but I didn’t dare move. As he continued the beating, striking my nipples more often than not, I could feel my dick getting harder, betraying me. He must have noticed it, too, because he began moving the lashes downward across my stomach. Finally, he stopped.

“I see that you enjoyed that as well,” he said with a smile. “I’m glad your little friend decided to peek his head out. It will make the third phase of your training easier…for me.” He then reached down and ripped the red panties from my now-naked body. My hard-on flopped around briefly before he reached down and gently stroked it a couple of times. “Now, your little friend is going to get his turn with the belt. I’m sure that you’re going to whine and cry during this part, so…” He deftly grabbed and twisted my left nipple. When I opened my mouth to cry out, he stuffed in the panties I’d been wearing. “Here’s how this is going to work, Whore, your cock is going to get whipped a dozen times while you count them. Do NOT spit out your gag. When we get to twelve, I’ll tell you to spit it out and I will continue to whip you all over while you beg to please me. The beating will continue until I’m satisfied that you are sufficiently broken and will do what I say. The fact that you got an erection while I beat you leads me to believe that you want my cock. Be convincing and I’ll allow you to please me.”

Once again, he began to hit me with the belt. This time directly on my hard dick. I squirmed around involuntarily as I counted each lash. By the time we got to seven, I had practically bent all the way back to avoid falling on my face, but he kept on whipping my cock with a look of fury on his face. When, at last, the twelfth belt fell, I looked up at him through tear-filled eyes, breathing hard and waiting for his next order.

“I’m not convinced that you’re fully broken yet. Keep those panties in your mouth. You’re going to count eight more. I think twenty lashes to your cock is what you need,” he stated coldly.
I began whimpering uncontrollably as he lined up his next shot. “Stop that right now or we’ll start completely over.”

I fought back the tears as he went ahead punishing my dick, counting each one. The moment the last lash fell, I began begging through the makeshift gag.

“You may spit out your pretty panties now, Whore,” he laughed. “Let me hear you beg. Get up on that bed and present your ass for punishment.”

I crawled onto the bed and tucked my knees under my body to give him an easy target, begging him to let me suck his cock the whole way. He ignored me and began whipping my ass even harder than before. As he punished me, I kept asking for mercy and promising to do whatever he told me.

After thirty or so whacks on my already sore ass, he finally stopped and asked, ” Are you ready to please me, Whore?”
“Yes, Master,” I answered immediately.
“Good,” he said as I heard him open a dresser drawer. “Next, I’m going to require you to have your asshole plugged while you orally service me.”
“Yes, Master,” I whimpered as he slowly worked the well-lubed buttplug into place. Once it had been fully inserted, he switched on the plug’s vibration function and laughed as I began to moan.
“You like that, don’t you?” He asked. “Get back on your knees on the floor, Whore.”

As I complied, he moved in front of me and began to disrobe. He was sturdily built and when he pulled down his pants, I gasped at the sight of his rock hard eight inches. “You ready for this cock, Whore? Lick it all over. My balls, too. Worship your Master’s cock.”

He sat on the bed, then reclined back and rested on a stack of pillows as I moved in and started licking him all over. After a bit of teasing, I started to take his throbbing shaft into my mouth. He reached down and held my head in place as he moved his hips back and forth fucking my mouth. Soon he was forcing it deep down my throat, making me gag and filling my eyes with tears.

“Look at your Master while you suck his cock,” he told me. I raised my eyes to meet his and he shoved the full eight inches in. My body shook violently as I choked on his tool and he said, “Lick my balls while you’re down there, Whore.”

As I fought for air, I managed to extend my tongue enough to flick it against his sack a few times and he released his hold, allowing me to breathe. “Now I want you to take my balls in your mouth, Whore”, he ordered.

I did as I was told and he told me to look him in the eyes and rim him. Humiliated, I obeyed. I began to tear up again as he looked down on me, my mouth full of his balls, my tongue rubbing against his hole. Once again, he held my head in place and began moving his hips up and down. All at once, he pushed my head back slightly, pulling his sack from my warm mouth. “Get in there and tongue fuck my ass. Use that mouth, Whore.”

Once again, I obeyed him and did my best to slip my tongue into his hole as he stroked his cock. Before long, he was moaning with pleasure and I knew he was getting close.

“Get back up here and swallow this load, Whore,” he told me and I eagerly took his cock into my mouth and began sucking it for all I was worth. Moments later, he convulsed and held my head in place with both of his hands. “Here it comes, Whore. Don’t spill any,” he gasped and immediately began to shoot his load down my throat. I swallowed every drop and he held me there for a bit before shoving me back onto the floor. He sat up and watched me squirm on the floor, my dick throbbing and the vibrating butt plug hammering away inside of me.

“I bet that if i took those cuffs of right now, you’d jack off for me,” he said.
“Yes, Master,” I told him, “Please let me.”
“I don’t think so,” he said flatly, “I like my whores to be all worked up. You certainly are. All that panting and moaning,” he mocked me before walking across the room to retrieve the red g string panties. He then stood over me before reaching down and grabbing a hold of my throat. “Open that slutty mouth,” he snarled before stuffing them deep into my obedient mouth. “Just lie there and enjoy your toy until I get back to you,” he said as he walked into the bathroom.

As I laid there, gagged, in agony and ecstasy, l heard the shower come on and I thought about what he might do next. I knew that my humiliation was not yet complete and that soon his big cock would be inside my virgin ass. I shivered as the vibrator continued to shake in me. Soon, the shower turned back off and I could hear him getting out. After a moment, he walked back into the room wearing a towel.

“Why don’t you kneel up straight when your Master enters the room?” he practically yelled at me, “Get up, NOW!” he ordered and I scrambled to my knees as fast as I could, fearing his tone. “I’ll teach you to respect me, Whore.” He went to the desk and snatched up his belt before sitting down.

As I slowly shuffled over to him, he opened his towel, exposing his manhood. “Get me hard,” he snapped, “You’re going to suck me off while I punish you for your disrespect.”

With that, he reached into my mouth and pulled out the red panties and I obediently started to suck his cock. Before long, the blows began to fall on my back and buttocks. “Get busy, show me how sorry you are,” he ordered. ”Use that little whore mouth of yours.”

Once he started to get hard, I bobbed up and down on him as fast as I could, trying to ignore the beating I was receiving. When he was completely erect, the lashes abruptly stopped, but I didn’t. I forced myself to keep sucking that big cock even as he began to speak to me.

“For your next punishment, you will choke yourself with my cock while I squeeze your nipples. I’m going to be pinching very hard, but under no circumstances are you to come up for air until I release them. Failure to follow directions will result in an even more severe punishment. Do you understand?”

I looked up at him with my mouth still full of cock and answered with a muffled, “Yes, Master.”

He reached out and playfully squeezed at my nubs before clamping down with his thumb and forefinger. A wave of pain washed over me and I swallowed every bit of his eight inches deep into my throat, feeling it force its way down. My body alternately stiffened and convulsed as I gagged on his huge prick. Just as I could take no more, he mercifully released his crushing grip.

“Again,” he snapped, and again, he pinched my nipples with a force unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Once more I deep-throated his cock and once more I choked and slobbered all over it, tears streaming down my face. After what seemed like an eternity, he let me go and I nearly fell over from all of the coughing and gasping I was doing.

When I began to breathe normally again, I could hear him laughing.

“Get back up here and get this cock nice and wet,” he said, “it’s about time I fucked that sweet little ass of yours.” I buried my face in his lap and slobbered all over his hard-on. Out of nowhere, his hands were on my head, forcing his cock deep into my throat once again.
“When I let you up, you’re going to beg to be fucked in your ass, got it ?”

He held me there for another moment before letting go. I breathlessly looked at him with my tear filled eyes. “Please fuck me, Master. I want to feel your big cock inside me. Make me your bitch, Master.”

He stood up and grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to my feet before leading me to the bed. When we were standing at the foot, he told me to spread my legs. When I did, he reached them from behind and stroked me gently for a few moments before taking hold of my still-hard dick and tugging it back toward him, forcing me to collapse face-first onto the bed. He climbed on after me and pulled me up to my knees.I felt him turn off the vibrator and slowly remove it.

That’s when I felt him guiding his cock into my asshole. Slowly at first, he gradually picked up the pace of his humping until he was furiously pounding his way balls-deep into my tight hole, causing me to cry out in pain and pleasure.

“You’re too fucking loud,” he declared with a deep thrust into me. As I cried out once again, he shoved the red panties back into my mouth and buried my face in the blankets. He then proceeded to fuck my ass hard and deep, pausing occasionally to slam the full length as deeply as he could.

“This is how little whores like you get fucked,” he said as he laid into me like he owned me. “I’m going to come in you. I’m gonna give you your first assload of jizz, my little bitch. You like that, don’t you?”
“Yes, Master,” I panted, “please come in me.”

Moments later, he gave me one last deep stroke and held it as he unloaded in me.

“That’s it, my little whore,” he said to me, “Aren’t you going to thank me for your first fuck?”
“Yes, Master. Thank you, Master,” I mumbled through the gag.
“That’s better,” he told me as he slid the plug back into my freshly-fucked ass. “Now go kneel in the corner. I’m going to get cleaned up.”

I did as I was told and knelt in the corner as he headed to the bathroom. After what seemed like an eternity, I heard him walking up behind me. Without a word, he took me by the arm and pulled me roughly to my feet and led me to the bed.

“Sit,” he ordered. I sat on the edge of the bed and wondered what would happen next. He went to the dresser and pulled a collar and leash from a drawer. Then, he walked over and put it around my neck.
“You are now my slave,” he announced, “You will do as your told at all times. Failure to obey will be met with harsh penalties. Do you understand me, Whore?”
“Yes, Master,” I said through the gag.

“Open your mouth,” he told me. I opened my mouth and he pulled the panties out. “I think we can do better than these.” Again, he walked to the dresser and this time he got out a ball gag. As he came back over, he told me to open my mouth again, which I did immediately. Once the gag was securely in place, he attached clamps to my nipples. I whimpered a bit when they went on, and he shot me a warning look. He took hold of the least and gave it a jerk. “Kneel,” he told me. I slid off the bed and got to my knees. He pulled upward on the leash and I began to choke a little. He kept that up for a few moments before dropping the leash. “That little plug still has you all worked up, doesn’t it?” He said as he sat on the edge of the bed. I nodded in agreement as he reached over and began to stroke my throbbing dick. I let out a moan and began moving my hips back and forth in rhythm with his movements. “Does my whore want to cum?” He asked and I nodded again, much faster than the first. “Yeah, you want to cum,” he grinned as he sped up his strokes. “Are you almost there?”

“Yes, Master,” I tried to say. My head was starting to spin and I knew I was going to explode any second when he abruptly stopped having me off and gave my dick a wicked backhand slap. I cried out in pain, but it was muffled by the ball gag.

“Too bad, whore,” he laughed. “I’m not going to let you, you horny little slut.” He grabbed hold of the leash and jerked me toward him. “I guess you’ve never cum while being fucked in your ass, have you, whore?” He asked me and I shook my head no.

“Well, I suppose I’ll have to fix that for you…”

 

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